Chapter 1,189: With luck, the first round is over!

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At the same time as the mysterious sound from outside the world fell, the tens of thousands of young soul cultivators who had been brewing for a long time on the more than 5,500 battle stages broke out instantly!

All kinds of soul methods of different colors are vying to appear.

Such a large-scale one-on-one duel started at the same time, and gathered densely in the area outside the city. Even though most of the power was under the earth level, the madness in the void of heaven and earth was no less than that of a person in the late earth level. Existence is on full fire!

The originally peaceful void of heaven and earth was like a turbulent wave, and even the peak Xuan level among them had to concentrate on stabilizing their bodies so as not to be swept away by the turbulence of the void.

At the same time, the genius of the soul who withstood the pressure used the autumn wind to sweep away the fallen leaves and used various means to attack the opponent for free.

In less than a breath, the first winner of the first knockout round was born, and that was the Thirteenth Little Prince of the Soul Realm Royal Family!

His opponent was very unlucky. He was severely injured and fell into a coma. Although his life was saved, his foundation was ruined, so that his rank slipped to the early stage of Xuan level.

"Ah, vulnerable." The Thirteenth Young Prince smiled contemptuously. He didn't feel that defeating a piece of rubbish was an achievement. He was not interested in paying attention to other battle stages. Instead, he closed his eyes slightly and waited for the second round of elimination. .

Another breath passed, and at this moment, almost in no particular order, the battles on nine battle stages came to an end.

More than half of them are the geniuses of the soul domain royal family, and among the rest, Lan Qingyou and two senior brothers from the Daluo Ancient Sect True Transmission Peak are among them, as well as two who were not well-known in the past.

On the battle stage where Zhao Fan was, he looked at Chen Shidong who was approaching step by step with fear and trembling, as if he was really frightened and lost his ability to think.

Chen Shidong's eyes were as if he were looking at a little lamb that was being slaughtered by himself. While smiling maliciously, he activated his soul power and condensed it into a big hammer.

"I told you a long time ago that I'll give you a chance to breathe and admit defeat. Hehe, it's too late now. Don't worry, I won't really kill you." When he swung the soul power hammer in his hand, a whistling sound was heard. The sound of breaking through the sky...

"ah!"

Zhao Fan raised his hands, hugged his head, and huddled on the ground, not daring to look up at the other person.

The surrounding battle arenas were all in full swing, so no one had the time to pay attention to what was going on here, otherwise, another wave of cynicism would come.

The next moment, Chen Shidong stood one meter in front of Zhao Fan. He swung the soul power sledgehammer diagonally and smashed it over without hesitation!

However, when the hammer was still a few centimeters away from the head, something strange happened...

Chen Shidong, who was wielding the soul power sledgehammer, suddenly lost his balance as if his center of gravity was unstable. He and the hammer twisted in an arc. At this moment, what was even more coincidental was that the turbulence in the void here was stronger than before without any warning. a bit.

As a result, the hammer flew past Zhao Fan's scalp and hit the air.

Chen Shidong, who was planning to torture Cai severely just a second ago, staggered, swayed from the edge of the battle stage, and fell to the ground...

There was a fleeting smile on Zhao Fan's lowered face.

Because the cause of Chen Shidong's fall to the platform was not the turbulence in the void, but a technique called "oiling the soles of the feet" in the "Gongshu Book"!

Not only that, it is also the lowest level of entry-level magic.

But he easily defeated a soul cultivator at the peak of Xuan level!

At this time, Zhao Fan raised his head and looked at the empty battle stage in confusion, as if he didn't understand what was happening. Why was he the only one left?

The acting skills have reached the level of perfection!

"Ahhh!"

Immediately, an angry roar came from the audience, "How is this possible! I, I actually lost, and that late-level Xuan-level trash advanced to the second round!!!"

It belongs to Chen Shidong.

After Zhao Fan heard the sound, he lay on the edge of the battle stage. He looked down at the furious Chen Shidong below, clasped his fists gratefully and said, "I am deeply grateful for your kindness. Thank you very much for your kindness."

"I'll help you, uncle!"

Chen Shidong turned on the scolding mode below. He had fallen into the fighting arena and lost the qualification to advance. He couldn't accept this fact. He was already heartbroken. Now looking at the expression of gratitude on that plain-looking face, the more he looked at it, the angrier he became. , what is the difference between this and killing people?

However, once there are two dueling parties, and one party leaves the range of the combat stage, the stage will automatically be isolated by a barrier.

Chen Shidong could do nothing except helplessly look at that villain's triumphant face. His heart and lungs were exploding, and blood was pouring out of his mouth...

"Your Excellency, don't be anxious, right? This is all bleeding. Could it be that you went into battle sick and knew that you couldn't go far, so you gave up the opportunity to me?" Zhao Fan said matter-of-factly, his expression looked like It's extremely normal, but in this situation, it seems to be saying, "If you don't obey, come and hit me. I can't hit you. Are you angry?"

Chen Shidong's eyes turned red, then his body softened and he fell to the ground, unconscious.

Zhao Fan shrugged his shoulders with innocent eyes and no longer paid attention to the audience. He observed the battle situation around the battle stage with ease.

This scene was captured by the eyes that were paying attention to him.

"Shenxiu, was that an accident, or..."

"I think it's mostly luck. It was swept away by the turbulent currents of the void."

Shenxiu's senior fellow apprentices were greatly surprised by the result, but he said with a smile: "This guy is so wilted. If you keep watching, you will get used to it."

In Seventeen's mobile palace, Zhao Fan's harem group and the two beasts looked at each other, and there were bursts of laughter.

City Lord Zhan Kun and Xue Ying looked at the figure speechlessly in the audience, astonished.



Gradually, after a hundred breaths.

On the battle stage of more than 5,500 parties, there was only one figure left.

The first round of knockout rounds has come to an end!

The number of participants in the war dropped by half!

The soul cultivators who were advancing on the battle stage around Zhao Fan looked at him with surprised expressions.

"What exactly happened?"

"How come you won at the late Xuan level?"

"I remember that his opponent was at the peak of the Xuan level..."

"Moreover, there wasn't even a trace of the battle left on that fighting platform."

Weird, so weird!

Not only that, soon, the eyes of those soul cultivators fell on Chen Shidong who was under the fighting stage. His clothes and face were stained with blood, and he lay motionless and passed out. However, there was not a single wound on his body!

"Does anyone know what's going on?"

On the battle stage next to him, a one-eyed peak Xuanjie couldn't help but ask everyone, because, according to the rules, in the second round of the knockout round, the two horizontally adjacent battle stages will automatically merge, and the two winners will Those who do not will become opponents and compete for the qualification to advance to the third round.

This corresponds to the big list on the purple light screen of the city lord's palace last night. The winners of the two adjacent groups will fight next, and so on, until the final battle of leaders!

Therefore, in the second round, the one-eyed man faced off against Zhao Fan. He was worried that the latter, who had managed to deal with Chen Shidong without anyone noticing, was far from being as simple as it seemed.

"do not think too much."

At this time, the young soul cultivator standing not far away from the battle stage smiled disdainfully and said: "I accidentally caught the whole process with a sideways glance. He advanced to the second round because of his bad luck. Then Chen Shidong, with all his strength Too strong, too careless, and ignored the fluctuations of the void, so I lost my balance and fell off the battle platform..."

"I see."

The one-eyed soul cultivator nodded with understanding, and looked at Zhao Fan again. His worries disappeared and was replaced by a smile, "I don't believe it. Luck can still accompany you to the third round. I'm not as arrogant as Chen Shidong." , I won’t get carried away when I don’t see the results.”

Zhao Fan looked at his opponent in the next round with an expression of fear and fear, "Stop... strike softly."

"I'm sorry, I plan to ravage you severely." The one-eyed soul cultivator said coldly: "Thanks to the fact that I spent so many minerals and inquired about information about Chen Shidong, in the end, the person I faced in the second round was a late Xuan level. What a waste of my time.”

Zhao Fan lowered his head and remained silent like a coward.

And the rest time is a stick of incense.

At the same time, those losers in the first round were uniformly carried out of the battle zone.

Among the more than 5,000 soul cultivators who entered the second round, some raced against time to recover, and some did not make any move. After all, in the first round, there were some who were evenly matched, and some who were swept and crushed. The amount of consumption depends entirely on the strength of the opponent. weak.

Unknowingly, a stick of incense ended.

More than 5,500 battle platforms in the entire war zone vibrated uniformly, and the two horizontally adjacent battle platforms attracted each other like magnets. In less than three breaths, the moving and merging process was completed. This also meant that the second round of the battle stage was no longer as crowded as the first round. The area was doubled, and there was more room to show off one's skills. Got it!